Desmala Gralind
Kidnapped

Mala hesitantly got out of the taxi.

"What do you want?" ask Mala.

"Yes right, she's Herman's daughter and Alisia Gralind, get her!" ask someone after seeing a photo of Mala on her phone.

"Damn it, so they're papa's business rivals"

Mala ran away from them, until she entered an empty house to hide.

"Where's the kid?" said someone from outside.

Mala pulled out her cell phone and called the father.

"Hello baby, tumben nelfon papa afternoon-afternoon gini?" ask Herman from across the phone.

"Pa, please help me, I want to be kidnapped by papa's business rival. I've sharelock with papa, pliss help me, I'm afraid" Mala said a little whisper.

"Okay, okay, papa's there now! you stay there, don't go anywhere!"

"Yes pa"

After saving her phone, Mala hopes that the people who want to kidnap her don't find it here.

"Sure you're hiding here?!" said someone from behind Mala. Mala who was shocked he reflexively stood up and moved away from the person.

"What do you want?" ask Mala again.

Mala who was afraid immediately ran out of the empty house. But unfortunately outside the house was already surrounded by those people.

"What do I do now?" inner Mala.

"Rakha help me!" inner Mala shouted, for some reason even the name Rakha who remembered in her head.

The sound of a motor from a distance broke through the people who were besieging Mala.

"Let's ride!"

Mala immediately rode on the motor that broke through those people, and it was Rakha's motorbike.

For this time Mala is very grateful for being free from people who want to kidnap her. But it seemed, those people would not let go of Mala so easily. Seen from the black car chasing Mala and Rakha.

"Rakha, they're still chasing us!" mala shouted at Rakha. Rakha turned a little, then increased the speed of the motor. It was Reflek made Mala hold on to Rakha.

Rakha enters small alleys that can only be passed by a motorbike so that the car chasing him cannot follow them. And the way Rakha succeeded. The car was no longer seen chasing them.

"Racha! Raksha! they're not chasing us anymore!" mala said happily while patting Rakha on the shoulder.

Rakha stopped his motorbike near a street where there were not many people.

"Don't hit me either! It hurts! rakha ketus balas.

"That's just pat doang's shoulder! you're weak!" reply Mala.

"What's weak? if I am weak I will not help you from those people" Rakha replied gruntingly.

"Yes-yes thank you"

"What's? just thanks" ledek Rakha.

"What is it like?"

"Practice me to eat, hungry"

"Basic! thank you!"

"Nothing is free in this world!" rakha Reply.

"Where are you going to eat?" ask Mala.

"OK, we find a place to eat first" said Rakha began riding his motorcycle.

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Rakha and Mala enter a cafe located not far from the alley where they escape from the people who want to kidnap Mala.

The cafe waiter came and gave the food menu at the cafe to Mala and Rakha. After ordering the waiter away and soon returned with Mala and Rakha's order.

"Good to enjoy" he said kindly.

"Udah hunt eat! After that, I went home!" mala.

"I think you can go home, you can go home alone" Rakha replied as if he didn't care.

"When the man comes again how?"

"That's my business?"

"It's so bad!" reply Mala upset.

"Whisper! I want to eat" said Rakha did not care and immediately ate the food.

Mala just wanted to eat her food. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was a phone call from his dad.

"Mala, where are you? papa has arrived, but you are not there" said his father sounded panicked.

"Papa calm down, I don't papa. Fortunately I managed to escape" Mala said to calm her papa.

"Where are you now? let papa pick me up"

"Don't pa, I can go home to my friend. He was also the one who let me escape"

"Who is he? let papa talk to him"

"Now, papa I want to talk" Mala said giving her phone to Rakha.

"So you met my son?"

"Yes, um"

"Thank you, please help my son. Please anter him home yes, do not let the slightest scuff"

"Om good"

"Thank you already"

"Om together"

Rakha returned Mala's phone to her.

"Why do you say I'm the one who didn't come home anyway?" asked Rakha in an annoyed tone.

"Mean anterin I'm home"

Rakha just kept quiet, actually he did not refuse to take Mala home. It's just that judging this girl in front of him, it turns out to be fun.

"Yes, later in the anterin" Rakha replied.

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Arriving at Mala's house, Rakha immediately returned home. And Mala did not even bother. He entered the house and went to his room to rest.

"Mala!" there was the voice of Alisia calling her daughter. Hearing that Mala immediately approached her mother.

"Why ma?" ask Mala.

"Aren't you papa? papa said you wanted to be kidnapped?" alisia asked very worried for her daughter.

"Gak papa ma, there was Mala who helped Mala. Mala wasn't kidnapped"

"Thank God, my mom is worried about you"

"I'm not papa, mom is calm"

"If so I go to my room, ma, tired"

"Yes, you rest. Mama's gonna tell Aunt to bring food to your room"

"Yes ma"

***

In the evening Mala again breathed fresh air on the balcony of her room. He stared at the star-studded night sky. Very beautiful in the eyes. Then his gaze turned to the deserted streets. He could see people passing by from the balcony of his room.

But something astonished Mala, she seemed to recognize something.

"That motor, isn't Rakha's motor?" mala thought.

He immediately confirmed his vision and it turned out to be Rakha's motorcycle.

"Well, why is he in this area?" inner Mala.

"Don't he want to nguntit me" he said.

Mala immediately got out of her house and headed towards the street where she saw Rakha there.

And there is Rakha. Mala sees Rakha buying meatballs at a street vendor.

"Racha!" call Mala.

"Mala, why are you here?" rakha asked, twitching her forehead.

"I should be the same as you, what are you doing here? you're nguntit me, aren't you?" accuse Mala.

"I nguntit you? there's no work" Rakha chuckled.

"If you don't know what's going on here?"

"You don't see me buying meatballs anymore?" ask Rakha.

"That's a lot of meatballs, why is it here?" sangkal Mala's.

"Gapain buy meatballs far away if the front of the house is there" Rakha replied indifferently.

"meaning? this is your house?" mala asked while pointing at the large house in front of the meatballs.

"Yes"

"No way, you must be lying! if it's really your home why you bring a motorcycle can walk"

"So from the outside, so all buy meatballs before entering the house"

"Trus why haven't I seen you all this time?" ask Mala.

"Yes because I just moved here a week ago"

"This is the meatball" said the meatballer.

"Favor"

"Udah ah, I want to go in first, bye" Rakha replied entering her house.

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